Wont We Be a Happy People When This War Is Over
Wont We Be a Happy People When This War is Over.
We’ll gladly hail the happy day,
When war and strife shall cease;
When North and South shall rest beneath
The olive branch of peace;
When Union soldiers brave and true,
Whose lives are periled now,
Shall from the battle field return,
And laurels wreathe each brow.
With cheerful songs and banners gay,
Our happiness complete,
We’ll hail the bright auspicious day,
When we at home shall meet;
Columbia’s banner waving high,
Her stars and stripes above,
We’ll sing a patriotic song,
With those we dearly love.
God speed the day when war shall end,
And treason meet her fate,
When freedom’s flag again shall wave
In every sister State;
Adieu, adieu to lonely care,
Farewell to War’s alarms,
Our husbands, sons, and brothers dear
We welcome to our arms.